La música cristiana es de origen judío: la liturgia musical de la sinagoga, en particular el canto psalmódico de los judíos como unidad poética musical, fue un legado preciado transmitido del Israel antiguo al cristianismo primitivo, como forma de manifestar tanto a nivel personal como comunitario las creencias religiosas y la fe en Dios.
I need words, deeper than the ocean
And I need a voice, that's bigger than the sky
And I need a song, that's worthy of Your nail scars
To sing of the love, that took a chance on me
'Cause this is more than I could ask for, and more than I could dream
The One who made the world, somehow thinks the world of me
The highest King of Heaven, chose to love a fool
I don't understand it, but I know I want nothing more than You
And I thought God, was further than horizons
And I thought grace, was just beyond my reach
But You said my life, was worthy of Your nail scars
So I'll sing like it was, 'cause You took a chance on me
Now this is more than I could ask for, more than I could dream
The One who made the world, somehow thinks the world of me
The highest King of Heaven, chose to love a fool
I don't understand it, but I know I want nothing more than You
Nothing more than You
When I was at my lowest, You still were on Your throne
And when I was still a long way off, You ran to bring me home
When I was prone to wander, You loved me anyway
When I was six feet under, You pulled me from the grave, yeah
Now this is more than I could ask for, and more than I could dream
The One who made the world, somehow thinks the world of me
The highest King of Heaven, chose to love a fool
I don't understand it, but I know I want nothing more than You
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
I want nothing more than You